the sensitive touch, the intonative sound, the breath held then released
from the patterns within, the feet off the ground, from the buffet to the feast
the logical surround and music in my head of the practice never ceased....
TJJ 09

practice until your hairs pulled out, practice until it leaves you in no doubt that practice IS what it is.... practice
practice until fingers sore, practice until head is more inclined to say enough, but it is what it IS... practice
practice until the tune is right, practice with all your might to rest the deamons of uncertainty that what you require IS..... practice